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School:

I walk to class, a little annoyed at Cassandra, Lucy, and Iris. I'm arriving to class after the warning bell!

I walk into English class to hear Mr. Kanold joke, "Your after the warning bell."

The students already in the room look at me and I can feel my cheeks get red. This is so embarrassing!

I quickly sit down and take out my binder.

After a minute, class starts. Just like always, class is fun. I love school!

Once class ends, I head to Math. I'm the first one in class. Phew! I'm not after the warning bell!

In math I sit down, next to the empty seat where my friend Charlotte sits. Charlotte likes school as well, even though it's only a little. That makes class even better!

I see Charlotte walk into the room. She sits down in her seat next to me.

"Your always so early," says Charlotte.

"Last class I entered the classroom after the warning bell! It was so embarrassing!" I tell her.

"Lillian, it's okay if you arrive after the warning bell," says Charlotte.

"I know. It was just embarrassing! The teacher pointed it out!" I exclaim.

"I feel bad for you then," says Charlotte.

The bell rings, and we take out our math binders. Charlotte takes out a creative-looking binder, as she loves arts and crafts.

"I like your binder," I say, noticing that she has changed it a bit since last time.

"Thank you," she says.

"Your welcome. It's very pretty," I say.

The teacher starts the lesson. I'm not as good at math as other subjects, so I make sure to pay attention and study a lot. No one knows that I'm not as good at this class as my other classes. I wish I was better at math, although at least I'm taking Honors Geometry. Some of my friends are in Algebra II. If they take pre-calculus next year, I might be able to take calculus with them third year if I take pre-calculus over the summer I'm going into my third year. That would be nice.

Class ends way too quickly. The teacher gives us our homework, and then the bell rings. I go to my next class, history. I love history!

I arrive at history when there are a few students from the previous class are leaving. I put my stuff down when I notice Lucy outside of the classroom, walking away from class.

That's right... she has history now. Why is she walking away?

I quickly walk out of the classroom to Lucy.

"Lucy!" I call out, getting closer.

"What do you want?" she asks me, annoyed once I reach her.

"You have history now, don't you?" I ask.

"Yeah. What about it? I'm ditching," she says.

"No! You can't ditch!" I tell her, holding onto her shoulder.

"Why? I'm leaving school now anyway. I'll be back for lunch, okay? Just leave me alone," says Lucy.

"No Lucy! You can't!" I say a little loudly.

"I would of already left an hour ago if someone didn't stop me."

"Huh?"

"Never mind. I'm leaving, so let go of me."

"I'm dragging you to class," I say.

I start to pull her to class, although I don't get her far.

"I'll tell the teacher that your ditching," I threaten her.

"I'll just say I had a doctor's appointment or something."

I start to cry.

"Lucy, please attend class!"

"Fine, fine. If that's what you want, I'll attend that stupid class."

I stop crying, and I smile. I then realize that she called the class... the class... that word...

"Don't say that word!"

"Do you want me to go to class or not?"

"I do," I say.

She heads to class with me. I did a good job convincing her!

She walks in looking angry. It was what I had to do. I had to make sure she went to class!

We both sit down in our seats, and class starts.

Class ends and I then walk to lunch.